Author's Note: …This is a very strange idea, but after I finally got the actual song out of my head, this is the story idea I got from it. Rather than recount the first time they kissed, or the first time they kissed and both really wanted to (and not to break the curse), I come up with this. …I apologize for my weirdness.

Song: "Kiss the Girl"

Original Movie: The Little Mermaid

Tiana/Naveen

"Well," the doctor closed the bedroom door as he exited, and turned to Naveen. "She'll be all right, but she is sick. 'Bout threw me out the window when I told her she couldn't work today…but I am serious 'bout that. Absolutely no letting that girl go to work. That kind of bug in the food, makin' people sick... She'd lose her reputation as the best chef in town."

"I would never allow that to happen," Naveen insisted. "But please, how long must she stay in bed?"

"At least one day. It'd be better to do so longer, but I've known Miss Tiana a long enough time to know that that ain't gonna happen. After twenty-four hours, she won't be contagious anymore, though, and she can return to work if she wishes."

Naveen thanked the doctor and paid him as he walked him out, before turning and running up the stairs to his wife.

She was sitting up in bed, coughing. The sound made him wince. He went to hold her, but she pushed him away and shook her head.

"What is wrong?" They were still newlyweds. Only a handful of months had passed since their wedding, and in that time she'd never pushed him away, not even during an argument (especially since that was how Naveen often chose to end an argument).

"You'll get sick too," she said hoarsely. Naveen shrugged, and leaned in for a kiss. Once more, his bride pushed him away. "Especially no kisses, Naveen. I'm serious. Besides, you have to fill in for me at the restaurant."

"What? But…But I have never been away from you before! Not for more than a few hours, anyways, and I most certainly have never run a restaurant by myself! Surely you have someone on the staff who is more…able?"

Tiana raised an eyebrow. She was trying to save her voice, and thankfully, her face was expressive enough to make her point for her. The look she gave Naveen now so clearly said 'You have got to be kidding me, you spoiled little rich boy', that he momentarily thought he'd heard her say it.

He sighed. "There is no arguing with you on this, is there? Very well. I will go watch the restaurant, but on one condition. You will stay in bed all day. No running in to Tiana's Palace to check in on me, no trips to the market for supplies. Are we in agreement?" Tiana considered, and nodded. "Very good." He leaned forward to give her a kiss goodbye, but a third time his affections were denied. "…right. You are sick. No kisses right now."

Tiana patted his hand as he crossed his arms, pouting. She jerked her head towards the door. "Oh, all right," He stood up, "I am going." He stood up and headed off for the restaurant, irritated.

Louis was the first one to greet him. "Hey, buddy! …Where's Tiana?"

"She has a bug," Naveen replied, motioning for the gator to follow him into the kitchen. The staff grew quiet upon the prince's arrival, most craning their necks to try to locate Tiana. "Tiana is not here today. She is sick and so, I will be in charge," there were a few snickers. Naveen tried to locate the detractors, but gave up after only a few moments, "Nothing is to be changed. You make the same food as always, and we are going to prove we do not need Tiana standing over our shoulder every day, all right?"

"We don't, but you do!" the sous chef joked. Naveen frowned, but didn't give an answer. Louis snapped at the chef, and he stopped laughing.

"Thank you," Naveen whispered to the gator.

The day proved to be an absolute nightmare. Some of the more inexperienced chefs were choosing today to experiment, as Tiana wasn't there to stop them. Some of the younger staff had taken to just sitting around, talking, until Naveen finally had to stay in the kitchen, watching them. The chefs went back to following Tiana's recipes, and there was a quiet awkwardness in how they worked. It was certainly not an ideal situation, for any involved.

Naveen sighed. He missed his wife terribly already. He stood up and started pacing to try to fight off the boredom, but it did nothing.

By the end of the day, his legs were sore, there had been a few complaints (beignets were the house specialty, and it seemed no one could duplicate Tiana's ability for them, even when following her recipe, the few experimental plates that Naveen hadn't been able to intercept were greeted with less than enthusiasm, and others had even complained about Naveen's absence from the band today), and all he wanted to do was to go home and pass out in bed. He helped clear out the restaurant that night, and cleaned tables until his back hurt just as badly as his legs.

He reached home at around eleven. Tiana was still in bed, but she was awake, sitting up, waiting for him. "You are still ill?" He asked. She nodded. Despite her attempted objections, he leaned in and kissed her. Sensing how hard he'd worked today, she gave in and kissed him back. A moment later, he broke the kiss. "I do not care if I get ill from it, it was worth it. I needed it, after the day I had…"

When he awoke the next morning with the same sickness Tiana had, she reminded him gently that she'd tried to stop him. He hoarsely muttered once more "It was worth it."

Author's Note: Seriously. This was the idea "Kiss the Girl" gave me. So…yeah. Not nearly as much kissing as you'd think. Kind of the opposite. I'm sorry? …Personally, I liked the idea.